06-12-2024, 02:55 PM
The doe-like mare follows the blue butterfly blindly, sweeping her head from side to side as her sienna eyes take in the sights that surround her.
With light steps, muffled by the thick cushion of moss beneath her, she could go unheard by any that may be here. But why would they hear her anyways as she is dreaming, wasn't she?
Moving along the path she speaks to her winged guide as if it could understand her. Maybe it could, in one way or another, sensing she was misplaced here in this unfamiliar forest.
She is happy for its company, continuing to trail it, when suddenly a distant aura distracts her. Enough so that she doesn't hear the murmur of a greeting through the thickened underbrush.
Leaving it to flutter off alone, she turns to approach what appears to be the forests edge. The light of the day blinding her as she slips beneath low branches that snag her mane. She scuffs loudly, so much so that the other lost to the trees may follow the sound. Finding her breaking free of the deadened branches as they snap from the force of her pulling at them. Just before she stumbles into the openness of the Meadow and runs into another...
With light steps, muffled by the thick cushion of moss beneath her, she could go unheard by any that may be here. But why would they hear her anyways as she is dreaming, wasn't she?
Moving along the path she speaks to her winged guide as if it could understand her. Maybe it could, in one way or another, sensing she was misplaced here in this unfamiliar forest.
She is happy for its company, continuing to trail it, when suddenly a distant aura distracts her. Enough so that she doesn't hear the murmur of a greeting through the thickened underbrush.
Leaving it to flutter off alone, she turns to approach what appears to be the forests edge. The light of the day blinding her as she slips beneath low branches that snag her mane. She scuffs loudly, so much so that the other lost to the trees may follow the sound. Finding her breaking free of the deadened branches as they snap from the force of her pulling at them. Just before she stumbles into the openness of the Meadow and runs into another...
~ Awi ~
Cast All Your Worries Upon The Winds
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